"Don't be above bending down to investigate an old rusty tin can," says Mary, a California woman who along with her husband found a stash of gold coins (possibly worth ten million) buried on her property just last week.
Hmmm.
Sounds like a suspense novel to me.
Perhaps you've read the story.
When I was in college, I was in love with a cowboy named Greg. I write cowboys, and I actually dated one. (I let him get away. I wasn't not really bright when I was in college). Here's the true test. Cowboys never wear shorts. Yup, it's true. Think of all the cowboy covers you've seen. Never will you see hat, boots, and SHORTS. Greg, to my knowledge, didn't own a pair of shorts.
One of my memories of Greg is of driving home from Six Flags over Texas (I lived in Abilene, back then, so yes, land of the Cowboys. Hey, they even named their football team right.) We were on a dirt road and it was about two in the morning (I'm tired, tired, tired, and want to go home). Greg sees a brown grocery back on the side of the road. Clearly there's something in it.
"I need to look," he says.
"No," says I. (Keep in mind, I wasn't a writer back then, just a lowly college student)
"It could be money," he says.
"Not a chance," says I.
I'm a different woman now. And, see, the thing about being a writer is, that brown grocery bag can be anything I want.
Right now, I'm writing a suspense. If there were to be a brown bag found, Native American artifacts would be in it.
What are you writing? And, should a brown paper bag be found in the next chapter, what could you put in it?
Pamela Tracy is the author of twenty-six books. Her next release What Janie Saw is a May 2014 Harlequin Heartwarming. It contains no brown grocery bags, and no brown grocery bags were harmed in the writing of the book.
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